Toya stared at you, almost a glare. He didnt understand you— you were completely different to him.

“Im only here because i learned first-aid.” He said, as he began to clean a wound you got from your reckless football tactics.

He tightly wrapped a bandage around our upper arm, it made you flinch, but Toya just wanted it over with.

Obviously he cared a little, he was known for being nice to people. But his nerdy self wasnt used to you at all.